I'm constantly waiting for the shock of moving to Paris to wash over me. Yet i'm still sitting here just kind of hanging on for the ride. I sit and talk during dinners, i comment nicely when out sight seeing with the parents, i sit quietly and concentrate on understanding the news. I dont ever really stop and think that shit... I'm in Paris... I'm standing infront of the fridgin Eiffel Tower, how can this already feel so "everyday"???
Ok so stuff i'm actually freaking out about:
1. Finding my way to the bus, and then to the train, getting on the right train, and sitting in the right part of the train, going up the right stairs, turning onto the right streets and then actually finding the school (or wherever)
I mean i can hardly find my way to the boulangerie... So yes i'm screwed, very much so actually.
P.S i fixed the comments thing so now you dont need a google account or anything to comment, so yeah plz comment so that i feel loved ;) <3
Love you face, i'll write again soon